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Chapter 9

Back at SHIELD:

"Thor…I want you to tell me what happened between you and Loki."

Thor's face had confusion written all over when he was asked this question. The Doctor waited for his reply. "Well?"

He noted how Thor's face seemed to be downtrodden in a way-he probably didn't want to talk about this, but The Doctor knew he needed to. It was odd enough how he seemed to remember that exact face when Thor was a child, when he'd used to walk up to the Doctor and explain how he'd done something wrong. The Doctor sighed.

"Thor…" He started off slowly, watching as Thor's large blue eyes looked up at his. His tone was similar to when he'd used it on his own children, many years ago. "What happened between you two? I mean…I know that he went barmy and tried to destroy a whole city and you're a part of that superhero team with the other blokes now but…"

"I don't know." Thor murmured, as if trying to explain it to himself. The Doctor rose an eyebrow. "Well that won't get us anywhere…"

"I mean…" Thor tried to explain to the Doctor, as if he had the words in his mouth but unable to spit them out. "How am I to start uncle? I think him to be my brother and he assures me that he isn't. I know of his adoptive heritage but that doesn't change anything in my mind. He will always be my brother."

"Not everyone has the same mindset as you though." The Doctor explained. You're one of the few beings in this universe that actually has a good heart. "Asguardians don't think upon Frost Giants that kindly-including you, at a time."

"I know." Thor replied. "But I think that the banishment actually did me some good that way…"

"Banishment?" The Doctor inquired confused. Now this was something new to him. "When did you get banished?"

"A year ago, in Midguardian time." Thor explained. "For my actions nearly starting a war against the Frost Giants…among other things."

"Then tell me the whole story!" The Doctor replied, leaning back onto the wall. He pretended to act calm in a situation like this, but frankly his heart was pounding fast. "From the top!"

Thor couldn't help but laugh hollowly. "You know I'm not a good storyteller uncle…that was more you and Loki's territory, not mine."

"Bah…rubbish!" The Doctor said, trying to cheer up the god of Thunder. "Now if you'll be so kind as tell me your story I'd appreciate it!"

Thor smiled sadly, but sighed and started. "This all started when I was about to become king at the coronation."

He began to spin his tale as the Doctor listened intently, leaving his thoughts for after Thor was done. Thor explained everything that seemed to happen to him, sometimes stumbling but always diligent in telling the tale. Eventually the Doctor could piece the story together: a fight in the Jotunhiem led to an argument that led to Thor's banishment and his meeting of Jane Foster (a woman that he deeply admired but was no longer sought as a romantic relationship). Meanwhile apparently Loki discovered his true heritage and went bonkers and lied about Odin being dead while trying to kill Thor until his rebirth, and then finally fighting Loki who was thought to have perished in space in the aftermath. When Thor was finished his tale he looked up at the Doctor.

"Loki came back several months later and Father sent me to Earth to retrieve him. He'd gotten the help of Skrulls in his conquest of revenge, and my comrades and I became the Avengers. Many lives were lost then due to Loki's vengeance; far too many. Coulson himself was in the hospital for a good 4 months due to a near-death experience when Loki impaled him with a spear."

The Doctor's eyes widened. "He…" The Doctor squeezed his eyes shut. "Damn it." I've really been out gallivanting far too long haven't I? Too busy with hanging around girls in Union Jack shirts and their reluctant boyfriends when the boys that are practically my nephews were dealing with far worse.

Before the Doctor was able to comment some more, Thor continued. "The thing that seemed to hurt me the most is when Loki stated that he had no home."

The Doctor looked up at Thor. "He said that?"

Thor nodded. "I do not know everything that seemed to happen to Loki while I was banished. Odin explained his adoptive heritage and Sif explained what happened when I was gone. But I feel as if there is a piece missing…."

"There are two sides to every story…" The Doctor murmured. I should know that fully well...

"Exactly." Thor stated bluntly. "But he refused to tell me what…he states it's because of living in my shadow, while Father declares Loki took his recent discovery of being adopted badly. I do not know which one I should trust."

"Well, likely guess is the one who's not called the liesmith for a start…" The Doctor replied, crossing his arms and stroking his chin. "But, who knows! Loki might've told the truth. I wouldn't bet my money on any of them though to be quite honest. Odin's record isn't necessarily…spotless either."

"The only thing I'm quite sure of is that something happened while I was gone. Something to push Loki over the edge and attempt genocide…" Thor said. The Doctor felt himself squirm in his seat, with this hitting way to close to home. He sighed, rubbing his temples to reduce the oncoming headache. "But, now I know not of Loki's location. He disappeared with serious wounds, so I may fear he may even be…"

"…Let's not jump to conclusions now, Thor." The Doctor cut him off. He knew that lingering thought in the back of his brain, and he dared not to speak it out loud. "I'm sure he's fine. Loki's a tough cookie-you both are. I admire that about the both of you."

"There is also another question in mind, uncle…" Thor said as the Doctor quirked his eyebrow. "…For you. I'm sure you know what I speak of…"

"Why did I never return back to Asguard after that unexpected call I got?" The Doctor finished. Thor nodded. "Well.. I…uh…"

Well bugger.

The Doctor tried to figure out a decent explanation for what happened within the past oh…2-3 thousand years from the last time he'd visited the Asguardian royal family. How should he start? Oh, the reason I left was because of an ensuing Time War that forced me to kill my own race not unlike your adoptive brother and destroying several populated planets in the process! That'd be the bloody icing on the cake!

"Thor…." The Doctor sighed as he stood up. Whatever he decided to say at this moment would be on his head. "Have…have you heard of the Time War?"

"Briefly…" Thor said. "Odin and Frigga would always discuss this behind closed doors after you'd left."

" It was the last Great Time War. Time Lords vs. Daleks in an epic battle for power and glory, though none of these were achieved in the least bit. I served as a soldier on the front lines during this tragedy-trying to protect the planet I loved. Turns out it didn't work so well…" The Doctor explained with a shrug. "Planets: Destroyed. Civilizations: Gone. My race and the Daleks were destroyed by the conflict: millions upon millions dead because of a large blazing inferno. I died in the process too….but luckily I had a few regenerations still. I don't know what friends of mine survived. Romana, Susan, Leela….most likely all dead. I'm the last of my kind…" The Doctor closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. "After that…I was alone. I was upset, angry…not unlike a certain trickster we both know. I met a human named Rose and the rest was history, with different companions throughout. As the years went by I switched from a big nosed grump in leather to a skinny bloke with porcupine hair and then into this regeneration…chin n' all. Granted I'm still ticked off that I'm not bloody ginger…"

"And…that's why you were gone so long?" Thor asked. The Doctor nodded. "More or less." There's a bit more to that but I don't want to discuss that in the meanwhile.

Thor breathed a sigh of relief. "When you left us when we were younger, my brother and I feared you were dead. We didn't see you for many years, and we took it quite hard. Loki especially. You were the world to him…"

The Doctor smiled sadly. "I know. I feel like a complete ass because of it. I apologize…"

"There is no need for an apology." Thor said with a smile, standing up. He grabbed his uncle and gave him a hug. "You are family. You shan't be alone anymore. If father allows it you can be a great noble of Asguard…an near-immortal like us."

The Doctor gave a hollow laugh and returned the hug. "It'd probably be a bit more complicated than that, Thor. But I appreciate the offer." He let go, still smiling at his nephew. "I probably wouldn't fit in there anyhow, being a daft old man and all."

"The people of Asguard regard you as a mighty ally. Father would be glad to see you return and become an honorary Aesir…" Thor said. The Doctor shrugged. "Like I said before: From my wardrobe alone I wouldn't fit as an Aesir. Though it'd probably be amusing to see me in a wing-helmet like yourself…"

Thor laughed and jokingly slapped the Doctor on the back. The Doctor did all he could to not wince from his nephew's brute strength. "It would, uncle. It definitely would."

The family moment was cut short when a shorter man in Men-in-Black garb walked into the training room, casually adjusting his suit as if for meeting someone important. The Doctor's eyebrows rose. "Oh, Agent Coulson…"

"Fury wanted me to inform you two before you began talking about old times…" Coulson said sharply. "Our people have gotten reports from a hospital in England. You're both needed on the jet: We're going to Bedford, UK."

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